So I already got Lily Bean’s first Halloween costume. It looks like it may be a little too big for her, but we’ll see how it goes. It didn’t come with the pants I thought it did, so I am kind of pissed off about that little bit of false advertisement. Ugh. But since I’m being a little lazy, I’m going to make due with her white ribbed tights instead. You’ll see what I’m talking about when she’s all in it. I’ll take a photo (or ten) and show them (or rather, brag about them, hehe) when the time comes. She’s going to look adorable in it!!

This year, holidays feel a little more sacred, a little more meaningful. With a baby, we want to make Christmas, birthdays, and general holidays a little more special. Heck, even Valentine’s Day. I want her to celebrate these holidays with gusto, while giving her the choice when she gets older to celebrate them or not. I was never given that choice, made to believe that wanting to celebrate anything — even birthdays — is stupid. So I want Lily Bean to have options. Options and choices are good to have. I don’t think I’ll go overboard, though, like actually decking the house up in Halloween decor or throwing Halloween costume parties complete with Halloween invitations (I’m not a Halloween person, despite being born the day before it). It’s not that I think it’s silly or anything, but I’m actually afraid of Halloween decor. Yes, I know it’s all fake and stuff, but the scary masks and fake blood stuff and even the fake spider web scare the bejeezus out of me, man. Why can’t we all dress up like pretty peace-loving princesses and fairies instead of scary witches and goblins?! Heh.

I’m excited for this Christmas. We usually put up a tree, and some lights. We don’t go overboard with the decor for Christmas either, seeing as how I can’t stand clutter (I want to DE-clutter, but Dave keeps forbidding me to get rid of stuff… grr). It will be fun shopping for her gifts, though.